Treasure Island

Savita Tyagi


A Floating Cloud


I am like a floating cloud in this
Vast open seemingly baron sky
Hidden in my bosom millions of tiny vapors
Formless, colorless, faceless
Waiting for a chance to get a face, a color, or a form
In their expression I find a bit of my identity.
But very often I float around
Carrying that mysterious world with in
That veiled mysterious world
So near yet so unknown
Every now and than a flash of light escapes from it
Like a meteor bursting on night sky
It touches me, inspires me
Illuminates my whole being for a moment
And then every thing becomes quiet again
Like nothing has happened
Mystics call it the world of silence
Unfathomable
There all is tranquil, all is calm
This infinite space within
The substratum of life
It holds me, cuddles me, guides me through
Always pulling me with some magical energy
Yet always beyond my reach.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Edited: Thursday, April 19, 2012

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  • Akhtar Jawad (7/21/2014 9:00:00 PM)

    The substratum of life
    It holds me, cuddles me, guides me through
    Always pulling me with some magical energy
    Yet always beyond my reach.
    That should remain beyond the reach, because that is the destination where at the journey is finished. A lovely write. (Report) Reply

  • Kasia Fedyk (6/17/2012 9:24:00 PM)

    Your writing is magical, it creates a place so deep within the heart and soul, a feeling of letting go and embracing this precious moment, one with the cloud, oh, you know I always feel like that as I am the could. Thank you my dear friend for your beautiful poem. Namaste. (Report) Reply

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